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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 4:39 pm
"Never fear, Number One. Your big, scary, General Linarite will protect you from whatever strange offenders will be chewing the sugar out of your bones. Be it Scheelite or senshi!" It was probably one of the few things that she could do effectively. "The next problem will be those hideous wings. How do you feel about fastening them to your backside? I mean, I'm sure we can make up a cutesy pair that can also be used as a pillow for when you fall over!" Hopping with ease up two stories, Lina waited for Zink to keep up with her as they moved across town, before dropping down into the alleyway next to the cafe. Then, she was suddenly Audrey Collins again, heading for the door.
"Oh and by the way..." Lightly, her fist rammed right into the side of Zac's shoulder. "I already offered to pay! You're not gonna get out of it that easily. It's not like I'm destitute or anything." Far from it really, with Petalite's great mining, Elzo's willingness to buy her anything she wanted, Jada paying her whatever she wanted for the bookkeeping, and her parents still gave her allowance. No, she could handle a coffee and a snack!
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 4:53 pm
He dropped down after her and landed in a 3 point crouch and gave a generally paranoid look around before he shifted to regular old Zac Bantock and followed. "You should get some of those staple on wings for Paragonite... she rather looks the part." He chuckled. "This time... I will refrain from further fighting because you ARE my Capt... my General..." he corrected with a grin though his words were quiet. "But next time... if I may have the HONOR of treating you." He said and tried to vie to hold the door for her.
He paused considering for a moment before electing to risk the next question. "Would you... mind telling me about, "Castor"?" He said carefully.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 5:30 pm
Zac was rather lucky, in that moment, that his Captain was holding neither food nor drink as she would have dropped them in shock. Certainly her golden eyes went wide, and stared for a long moment before stepping up to the counter to order. The short Hillworth student was waved forward to give his choice, and everything was paid in full. The pair walked in silence until they were alone, and then Audrey spoke again.
"Who told you I know anything about Castor, Captain?" Though they were in their human forms, the authority that Linarite wielded was clear in her eyes. There was no more sensitive topic to the General, and she was unhappy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 5:48 pm
"Your 'assignment'...from, 'Her'." He said carefully. For once he took no pleasure in the shocked expression on her face. He schooled his expression as he tried very carefully to read the nuances of her behavior without insulting her by letting her know he was trying to. Castor it seemed was a wound that cut deep, though why he was not sure. Was she...like him distressed by her failure to kill him? Had she wished to corrupt the senshi as He wished to turn Lyra? Could he even begin to share with her the... ultimately foolish reasons that had spawned the fundamentally ridiculous desire to convert rather than kill?
He might have apologized with more than his eyes had he thought it might not brush away not only the startled look in her eyes, but also the answers that shock might bring with it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 6:54 pm
Nothing was secret from the Information Police, was it? Big Brother was always watching, except Linarite had always thought herself exempt from it. After all, she was much bigger than this Brother, wasn't she? Apparently, she was not. There was some regret on Audrey's face as she crammed the sticky-sweet bun into her mouth, chewing with zeal and washing it down almost as fast. Peering around, the bluenette ducked into an alleyway. The flash of change was easy for Zac to feel, and soon she was beckoning upwards that he should join her.
"I'll give you the information you want, if you follow me."
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 7:03 pm
He ate just as quickly, though he elected not to finish his own just because of the speed at which he ate and drank. But he followed her in good order and nodded slightly, respectfully and made his own quick change. He followed her onward, upward... anyone else he might have paused, considered their value on the great chessgame he laid the world out on...but not her. No...she wasn't just a pawn on the board or some piece he was to protect or train. This was Linarite, for better or worse she was more than so many others. He was polite enough to wait though, wait till she was ready to divulge the information to him. Information police or no she was not under the heat lamp here.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 7:46 pm
Emotions were funny things. They never made sense, they were never logical, they were almost always an nuisance and over time Linarite had learned to control them to the best of her ability. So when she wanted to shake and scream at Zinkenite, the young woman simply settled onto a rooftop high over Destiny City. Her legs were crossed at the ankles, and she regarded the teen she'd rescued from a closet over a year ago. "You've grown up a bit, yanno? It really makes you, being in the Negaverse. You can't screw around. I used to." Lips pursed, and she hunched forward for a moment, piercing Zinkenite with a look.
"You can't tell anyone what I'm going to tell you. If you do, I swear on the Queen's head that I'll have yours. I'll eat your star seed myself. You're a real friend to me Zink, and I can give you information that will help. But you can't say who gave it to you. The Queen can know...she knows what I'm telling you. But no one else." There was an odd desperation in Linarite's eyes. She wanted to tell her story.
But she had to be sure.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 7:57 pm
Zinkenite tensed... the weight of the gaze, the monumental nature of the promise. But... at last he bowed, one hand over his heart. "I'd... sooner tell the queen that I have a stuffed panda hidden in my Dormitory...." It was, perhaps... not the greatest of countermeasures, not the greatest offering of truth for truth. But it was real, it was his own and it was perhaps one of his most personal truths. "I swear... I will tell no one but who you permit, You are still my general...you are still my....friend." There was a heaviness to that word, an intensity that made it somehow more than casual.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 10:18 am
Teeth flashed, white and quick in the lights beneath them. A stuffed panda? Lina had known that he'd been oddly attached to the creatures, but a stuffed panda? She'd have to ask to see it someday soon. Maybe even get a picture of him hugging the thing....but no. That was blackmail and blackmail was bad when someone was your friend.
"Panda huh? I'll take that collateral secret to my grave, promise." Fingers crossed over Linarite's heart childishly, before fingers ran through her blue hair and she considered where to start. "I said I used to screw around, and I did. It wasn't so serious back when I started out. It was just Hematite, Obsidian, and Nealite before me. I was the first real kid that Charonite went for, dunno why me. But we just sorta breezed on through, fighting senshi very rarely. There weren't so many then, not nearly like there are now." Grey hips scooted back to sit on the edge of the building, eyes fairly steady on the Captain as she told the story that had been building inside.
"Castor was my first senshi battle. He tried to flirt, because apparently he has a weakness for girls." Thinking of bait, a deep gold gaze skimmed Zinkenite up and down once. "That's something to put in your book, but you should know his real weakness." Another breath, blown out quickly. "It's me."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 11:11 am
That drew him up with a blink. Castor's weakness... was Linarite? "So... Castor Loves you." He said carefully tilting his head. His words were even and... surprisingly non judgmental, it was a sure thing that he was filing that information away but for once you didn't see the little wheels turning in his eyes as the thoughts ran onward on how best to use that information.
He wondered if he should ask how she felt about him, was that too much? Too forward? Though his eyes might speak more clearly than he did just then. "And... yet the queen... would do away with Castor's greatest weakness?" He shook his head, he didn't understand that at all, you did not throw away any kind of advantage, especially not one like that. He had not seen the kiss at the party, but he'd heard some of the gossip about it. "Are... you certain you want me to put that in the database? I would rather not put you in an... uncomfortable position." So very tactful a way to put it...
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 11:25 am
It was hard, very hard, to hold on to solid bitterness when Zink was being so very thoughtful and tactful. Lina wasn't stupid, she could see the wheels turning in his head how to best use this unexpected bit of information to the advantage of the Negaverse. Unfortunately, it was probably hitting the same wall she'd smacked against time and time again; how could she possibly sacrifice herself to bring him down?
"I think it should be noted he likes pretty girls. I would rather you keep that personal information to yourself. Because...well. I loved him." There was a light quaver to the bluenette general's voice on those last three words, and the way she said 'loved' indicated rather obviously she wasn't sure it was past-tense at all. "It started really stupid, we were both hurting from fights and didn't want to have another so we just...talked. Then he kissed me and..." Her head shook, daisy earrings poking into her skin as a reminder of her real feelings. "It got out of control from there. We were finding excuses to run into each other, hide and just be ridiculous." White fingers tangled in blue curls, a sure sign that Linarite was feeling very insecure when she told this story. Telling Vicky had been one thing. Zink was a third party entirely!
"That's why the queen wants to get rid of me. Nealite was the one that knew about Castor's feelings, and they translated to the Queen. She knew that I saw one of our greatest threats as someone...someone I wanted to save. But he wouldn't abandon his princess." Absently a hand rubbed at her stockinged leg, the one that had crumpled and taken the brunt of her fall off that building. That stupid shade of Serenity that haunts our planet and makes us fight...he wouldn't leave her to join us. So I've been trying to kill him since." With one exception.
Zinkenite would never know about what had happened in that deserted room, just as the Queen would never know. Victoria would never know. That was her secret; hers and Castor's. Even now, thinking about the fact that she would have to kill him had a piece inside of her breaking and screaming that this was wrong. But Linarite, like her human self, was excellent at ignoring things she did not want to hear.
"We have to take him down. He won't ever give up, and he keeps getting stronger. I don't want anyone else to die because of my weakness."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 11:49 am
A troubled look crossed his face but he nodded, you could almost see the gears grinding to a troubled stop now, jamming up on complicated things like emotions. 'liking' and 'caring for' people put such a terrible hitch in things. "Sacrifices of war...." He said quietly, but there was no ferver in those words...no enthusiasm. Just a dull sort of ache that said he had, at least once already felt some pang of loss. When he looked up though the trouble in his eyes remained. "I...can't begin to say I know how that must feel... I don't." He paused for a long moment and reached up to flick the small braid he kept in his bangs...ridiculous little thing, quite out of place but so customary.
"... I will help you however I can, I will not report the source of this...report on his weaknesses, I don't believe that is necessary, just the facts. But I'll do whatever I can to help... put an end to this. I can't even begin to see the justification of your removal, your too valuable on too many other fronts."
There...there was the energy and the blaze in his eyes. Surely a broken heart was a worthy sacrifice to keep her alive. "That does include stilts..." He said with a small smile. "Though... if he is as passionate as you say, I' afraid we have our work cut out for us My General."
Though just at that moment, My General could have as easily been 'my friend'...as daring a sentiment as he might have found that had he thought about it in any greater depth than her immediate or long term safety.
"And I'm afraid it may be a weakness of my own that I don't see you as weak... I find you far bolder than I to tell me such things... I, only wish he could find...another path." He said glancing away with a small frown. Such a waste... such a waste. He closed his eyes and sighed and tried to box away that moment of weariness that threatened him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 10:15 am
Something that would never cease to overwhelm Linarite was the fact that there were people that knew her flaws, and cared for her anyway. It washed over her like the waves of the ocean, smoothing away the hurt and turmoil beneath the surface for just a few moments, allowing her to bask in the sun of their feelings. Had she been a lesser woman, there might have been tears in the general's eyes. But she wasn't a crier, hated being a crier, and it was why her favorite Captain was not enfolded into a sobbing hug at that very moment.
Instead, Linarite simply leaned forward and very lightly brushed her lips over Zinkenite's cheek. "Thank you. I am sure with you at the helm of this project, we'll find a way to make everything alright, won't we?" It was rather evident that somewhere deep down, the general was hoping rather clearly that they would find a way to help or spare Castor.
First loves died hard, after all.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 10:21 am
She might not have been a cryer, but he was by all accounts a blusher, which he did after her kiss brushed his cheek. At least she hadn't outright cried, crying put him at more of a loss than he could ever begin to say...it was a terrible thing to do he thought. it accomplished nothing whatsoever and made all around you feel helpless, he was glad she hadn't cried.
Her hope for Castor though, he worried, he hoped to all they believed in that this love of hers was worth it, nothing that ran through his mind could convince him it would be an easy time with the Senshi.
Maybe...just maybe he'd have to try one of his 'talks' like he had with Lyra, the question was could he survive trying that with an eternal Sailor?
"I'm sure with the both of us, we'll be able to achieve great things." He said trying to sound reassuring, but 'great things' was as ambiguous a statement as he could achieve. How could he promise her what he wasn't sure he could give.
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